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The biggest turn on is seeing how much you turn them on.

Men need to be taken care of too. Ask him how work has been, prepare a meal, give him cuddles, run your fingers through his hair, give him love and affection. Make him feel safe & home

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Important!!

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WHY have I never been romantically, yet filthily, fucked in a pillow fort ????

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luvisr4ge

spank me, daddy

sweetbabyara

healthy possessiveness is so fucking hot i-

whatbabywants-babygets

Why does it feel so good when he claims me as his? 😍

freiheitssuchtt

sexualsuggest

Imagine someone loving every inch of you. Pressing kisses to all the parts of you that you’re insecure about, whispering praise into your ear because they’re so Infatuated with you - the softness of your skin, the corners of your mouth, or the stretch marks on your stomach. They’re so aroused, so enamoured by you - every moan and cry they pull from your lips makes their heart pound. You’re all theirs. They want you so much, in every way, always.

faeriefucktoy

my biggest fantasy is to take a girl into a dark alleyway and (consensually) r*pe her. tear her clothes off of her, shove my cock all the way down her throat until she’s crying... and then piss all over her when i’m done with her

uggghhhhh yes thats so hot omg

malicia-iii

i just want to be the pretty thing sitting in your lap

i want to feel your hands all over me, the way your lips feel against my neck and collarbone

the empty headed girl that does whatever you tell her. sucking on your fingers if you get them close to my mouth.

i feel so empty will you please fill me up? will you use me? please?

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reblog if you want to FUCK ME or if you occasionally drink water

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God I really wish carrying stuffed animals around with you was socially acceptable

mitch-that-bitch

I don’t mean to take over a post, but I actually did a project on this for my sociology of deviance class in college!

I carried a large stuffed rabbit whenever I went in public for about a week to observe the reaction of others. The point of the project was to do something harmless yet unusual to see if the action would be considered deviant, in which case someone had to try to correct or shame the behavior.

Long story short, nobody tried to correct my behavior. I was asked about it casually, had a few lingering stares thrown my way and when I was with my boyfriend, shop employees would direct questions to him instead of me. However, nobody refused to assist me when I was alone in a store, nobody said anything about the rabbit besides “oh, thats a cute bunny!” and I attended college classes without even a teacher questioning it.

In conclusion, it is socially acceptable to carry a stuffed animal, its just not a societal norm. ^^

nerdgasrnz

#for followers with a big anxiety or self hate problem #bring a friend with you (via @kingdom-for-muses)

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DOING IT

thebibliosphere

My friend gave me a stuffed monkey plushy when I was struggling with uni, and I took him everywhere for like four years, usually velcrod to my backpack. No one said a damn thing, except my renaissance professor who saw it one day in the hallway and cracked the fuck up because I had a literal monkey on my back and he just looked at me like, “oh god, me too”. I used to leave him on desks during classes and exams (the monkey, not my prof). It was my reminder that someone cared if I was coping. But more than that it was soothing to have something to fidget with that wasn’t a pen. I used to ping those fucking things across the room I was so agitated. Harder to hurt people with a projectile stuffed monkey.

kripke-is-my-king

I got what I thought was a normal screen cleaning kit for my computer while I was in college. Much to my delight, instead of a little washcloth or whatever, the kit came with a tiny stuffed pig.

So I carried this pig in my backpack all through college, periodically taking it out, spraying my screen, and using the pig to wipe it off.

Now, I kept the pig in the side pocket of my bag where he was completely visible.

Then one day in screenwriting class I pulled him out to wipe my screen.

One of the guys sitting next to me looked appalled. “You’re wiping it off with your little stuffed animal??”

I explained what the pig was.

Turns out, the guy had noticed it and just thought it was adorable I carried a stuffed animal with me every day. He’d never mentioned it before.

Honestly, people do not care, and will not say anything. No matter the reason for your little stuffed animal friend.

marcys-underground

And if you’re still really nervous about it keep a stuffed animal keychain on your bag. I have a cute little frog that stays on my backpack so when work gets stressful I can squeeze it.

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For my anxious followers.

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Confirmed. I take my Venom tsum tsum to uni when I need a little mental boost. The little goo always brings me good luck and overall makes my day just a tiny bit better. I haven’t received a single comment about them so far.

Bring your stuffed buddies to class/work/whatever, guys. People don’t care.

lemonsharks

I have a couple of Ikea sharks* and have had cause to periodically carry them around in public - one of which I bought with the last $15 I had at the time, after making a series of big life changes. “This is frivolous and I don’t have to care about that because I’m getting paid shortly—I’m going to do it!”

The reactions I get range from amusement through delight and “WHERE DID YOU GET THAT” but so far, never disapproval.

The moral of the story is Carry Your Emotional Support Plushie With Pride, You Deserve It.

*pictured: not my shark

taraljc

true story: I once had an appallingly awful day at the hell job and it coincided with my giant squishy Baymax being delivered from China, and no lie I hugged on that Baymax to keep from crying until it was time to leave

lauraannegilman

I travel with DC (”Don’t Care”) the Emotional Support Honey Badger. I go through TSA with him attached to my backpack, I hug him when I sleep in transit, I prop him next to me in cafes in cities, towns, and rural areas. The only time anyone’s ever so much as raised an eyebrow at me was the TSA agent who recognized what he was, and asked it he could get his picture taken with him.

People don’t judge. Kids think you’re awesome. You get a companion who never judges you. It’s all win.

littlespacecastle

I just wanted to add to the stories! My grandma would always give me and my brother money when we went on vacation to buy a souvenir. One time on one of these trips, I bought a little fluffy lemur I named Cream Puff. She plays a magical sound when you press her belly. I usually don’t play it, as it is a little loud.

I decided to take her to a store with me for returning items. It took several hours. People glanced at her, or smiled, but no one said anything.

Moral of the story: TAKE YOUR STUFFIES WITH YOU! People don’t care. If they were smiling because they thought it was stupid, too bad for them. They’re just jealous they don’t have a magical lemur!